We were coming home from taking the babysitter back and Brad was in his car seat looking at the paper. In it was an ad for the Humane Society. It was a photo of a German Shepherd-like dog in a kennel. With a very confused and irritated sound in his voice, Brad boomed,
"How in the heck did this dog end up in prison???"
I just didn't have the energy to explain. I just said, "Gee son, I don't know what he did. It must have been bad, though." Inside I was rolling.
"How in the heck did this dog end up in prison???"
I just didn't have the energy to explain. I just said, "Gee son, I don't know what he did. It must have been bad, though." Inside I was rolling.
Labels: Our Daily Brad
1 Comments:
I held up my end of the bargain...now you hold up yours.
I'm waiting... :-)
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